Back when I used to work (outside the home) I used to dread February. Dealing with coworkers! Ugh! If I had enough vacation, I would have taken the whole month off just so I wouldn't have to put up with them.

But, alas, I don't work (outside the home) anymore. That doesn't eliminate the February Funk though.

If not for the fact that February contains a couple birthdays of people that I love (my mom - the 12th; my nephew - the 28th), I would like to skip the whole month altogether.

Jump right into March. And springtime!

Not that spring actually comes in March ... more like April here in lovely Pennsylvania.